Fang Hong had long aspired to Immortal Ascension. Perhaps one day in the future, he too would face the terrifying True Immortal Tribulation, just like this Black-clothed man.
Being able to witness such a scene in advance not only gave him a more intuitive understanding of the heavenly tribulation but also greatly encouraged him, making his pursuit of the dao even more resolute.
High in the sky, the final lightning tribulation was brewing, golden lightning rolling within the clouds.
The Black-clothed man took a deep breath, pushing his entire magical power to its limit. He slowly raised his right hand, and a dazzling ball of lightning condensed at his fingertip, unleashing his strongest lightning strike.
The final lightning bolt descended from the sky, and it was also the strongest, several times thicker than any previous one.
Bang!
